|In Hospital: Before fluids|
Annabelle's labs are great.
She LOOKS great.
Yet her, uh, bowel movements, are not so great. And she's gagging again with her formula (and this is the NEW kind.)
SO we are taking her to 1/2 strength again for the day, thinking that her belly isn't 100% yet (which makes sense, since mine still gets a little so-so still too!) We'll go to full-strength tomorrow, and should be able to go home.
|In Hospital: AFTER Fluids!|
Mommy is SO SO SO all for that! If we have to be here, to get something out of the way is better than nothing!
|Watching Price is Right with Mom: Priceless!|
Annabelle is officially "weaned" from "daytime" oxygen. Since the hospital has MUCH better O2 monitors, we were able to tell exactly how FABULOUS Annabelle is doing off her oxygen, so except at night and naptime, she is breathing completely on her own!!! A HUGE HUGE praise!
The Little Things:
At the hospital the other day, after getting multiple texts and phone calls about my sick family and then getting sick myself, I couldn't help but get a irritated.
Yes. We've been through SO SO SO much worse this past year, and through it all, I don't think I once really felt "irritated" at God until now.
The feeling didn't last long. I knew I was being stupid. God did not cause this, and while He did allow it, stomach bugs happen. And if I'd made my kids wash their hands more, it probably wouldn't have spread like it did. So really, it wasn't God's fault at all.
But MAN I was just frustrated.
It made me realize though, how many times I do that. I trust God with the BIG things, but the little things is where I get tripped up. Four days in the hospital for diarrhea is NOTHING compared to the other 334 days she was in the hospital for severe heart issues.
I know I'm 2 days late with the 9/11 analogy, but it reminds me of our nation after that horrible, awful day. It took something that huge to make a lot people flock to churches and get on their knees. It didn't last though for most. All the "lesser" things invaded and as a nation, I think we're almost MORE unGodly now than we were before.
And that absolutely breaks my heart.
I'm not one of those people who declare that God "brought his wrath upon our nation" with such an event. Really, a bunch of radical extremists brought THEIR wrath on our nation. I do think, however, God used something horrible to draw his children to him.
There is much more I could say, but I'll end with this.
Let God be your God in the big things and little things. Don't only go to him when something horrible happens. He wants to be your peace, strength, and cornerstone in every single part of your life.
A special Happy 1st Birthday to sweet Baby James in heaven today. YOU, sweet little love, were a BIG thing in my life last year, as was your momma. You are forever missed, and today, we remember you, the strong fight you fought, and your amazing life you lived, even though it was much shorter than any of us ever imagined. Your life and home-going taught me SO SO much, as did your sweet Momma and wonderful Daddy.
(Note, the above is in red, as Tosha asked for people to wear red today in memory of James' and to raise awareness about congenital heart defects. I think this is a FAB idea, but because I'm at the hospital with a limited wardrobe, am not able to comply. So, the red is for baby James, and to remind us all that there is SO SO SO much work to be done in this fight against this awful condition!)